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Rollin’ 60’s: Nazi meth gang in my neighborhood?

Friday, May 28th, 2010

These tags have been appearing in my neighborhood over the last week or so.  My best guess is that it’s either an Aryan meth gang, or some toothless white kid in a wifebeater who wants everyone to think there’s a Nazi meth gang operating in the ‘hood.  All three are within a city block of one another and would create a nearly straight line when plotted on a map.

Input from grafitti artists and/or experts on Nazi meth gangs would be appreciated.  Note the tag’s design evolution, as well as mixed use of apostrophes and misspelling of “sixties”.

Apparently abandonded house on Union Street, between 22nd and 23rd

Apparently empty house on Union Street, between 22nd and 23rd

Alley wall, connecting Union and Colhoun

Wall in alley connecting Union and Colhoun

Building in Kovacs parking lot on Colhoun, near 22nd

Building in Kovacs parking lot on Colhoun, near 22nd

What makes me think meth?  This:

What makes me think Nazi?  This:

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More idiocy spotted around my dumb town…

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

I wonder if the one-way sign figures into the message somehow.  Also, I’m intrigued by the use of the term “gayness”, rather than any number of much more insulting homophobic slurs.

If you know any homophobes who hang out near 13th and Edmond, ask around, then let me know if there’s a subtext I’m missing out on.  Although this sort of stop sign vandalism is hardly clever, this particular graffito is damned near polite.  I’m imagining someone’s grandmother standing on a kitchen chair, shaking a can of blue paint.

UPDATE — From the comments:

codemenkey says: “there’s only one way left to stop gayness”?

My reply:

But, if there’s only one way left, what’s it supposed to be? I want to go back and add a [CITATION NEEDED] tag.

Even More Updated:

cory says:

After looking at the style closer, I have to agree that his wasn’t the first sign tagged with this message. It isn’t sloppy and the paint isn’t drippy or stuttered, like it is on the underline, meaning the person knew about can control. Plus, from teenage experience I know that writing with a can is different than handwriting. It takes practice to get a legible word out with spray paint.

My Reply:

You need a Daily Show-style ERIWA commentator title. My first thought was Resident Youthful Indiscretion Expert, but I’m reserving that title for myself. Maybe something involving the phrase “Statue of Limitations”? Naw, I’d better hold onto that one as well.

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This is actually sorta badass…

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

My daughter and I saw this while walking home from school last month.  The driver was fishing at Corby Pond, wearing full universal camouflage gear.  That’s what pushed the scene from merely macho to badass — active military dissing Hummers.  If I hadn’t been a block away I would have high-fived the dude.

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I hope this is the saddest thing I see today…

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

I saw this sad tableaux while walking this morning.  Apparently the Deweys have fallen upon rough times, judging from the sight of their possessions lined up along the curb outside a Clay Street apartment complex.  The Christmas decorations are melancholy enough, but plenty of personal affects are there as well, including photos, papers, and what looks an awful lot like laminated identification.

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Random Premise: Beer, tea, and power tools.

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

It’s been a long time since I’ve posted a Random Premise, but after seeing this by the side of the road I couldn’t help myself.  This was all in a tidy little curbside pile with no other trash around and found in a pretty clean neighborhood, meaning it had almost certainly been dumped from a parked car.  Noteworthy items:

  • Douchey low-carb beer bottles (2)
  • Douchey organic chai tea packages (4)
  • Packaging for rotary power tool attachments, one of which was a wire brush (2)

What does it mean?  How did it get here?  Are all of the items related?  Could they be connected to the guy I saw taking a piss in the bushes at Corby Grove apartments in broad daylight a couple of hours later?

Tweet me if you have any ideas.

Update: My best guess so far — a teeny, tiny, Tea Party that somehow involved stubborn rust.  This was discovered the day before Tax Day, after all.

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Never get on an airplane with this woman…

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

…unless you want an air marshal standing on your throat.  My buddy K. was clipped for speeding, then nailed for an unpaid parking ticket.  From her exchange with the highway patrol:

me: your kindness is humbling. there is no more stupid left in me. thank you very much.
hpm: are there any explosives or drugs in the car?
me: explosives or drugs? no, not in that car.
hpm: do i need to search your car? (he is giggling)
me: you are more than welcome to if you’d like.
hpm: naw, i’ll take your word for it.

Later, as she was having the above mugshot taken:

the booker (bookie?) takes me to interrogation room #5 to take my mug shot. while i’m standing in front of the camera and she’s filling in my info, i ask if i can borrow a sharpie. “i think i should have, like, my area code printed on my throat. and maybe a little tear on my face. to make me look cooler.” she laughs and questions what’s wrong with me. i also ask if these pic will be available online. sadly, they are not. which really IS a pity, i looked really, really good yesterday.

They are now, babydoll.  Note how I avoided the ‘cuffs aspect.

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Blast from the past — Silicon Valley, 1982

Friday, February 19th, 2010

Steve Jobs, pre-turtlenecks

Steve Jobs (pre-turtleneck, plus cowboy boots)

From Modern Mechanix by way of Jalopnik, here’s a 1982 National Geographic story on the state of affairs in Silicon Valley at that moment in history.  I’m a total nerd-history nerd, so this was a great read for me.  Granted, I was ten years old in 1982, but I was a pretty hardcore BASIC programmer and video game aficionado, and I would have read any and all computer-related press at the time.  Almost thirty years later it’s worth checking out for the pictures alone, especially the beard/perm/Perrier/hot tub shot.

The descriptions of Silicon Valley culture in 1982 are strongly reminiscent of Tracy Kidder’s 1981 Pulitzer Prize-winning book, The Soul of a New Machine.  Especially this statement from Intel exec Bob Noyce:

With a certain wistfulness for the days of the individual breakthrough, he says, “Now it’s a team effort. In 1970 Federico Faggin designed the 4004 microprocessor chip by himself at Intel in nine months; our 32-bit microprocessor took 100 man-years!”  [emphasis mine]

I was surprised by the experience of reading the article, itself.  It’s been scanned, a page at a time, and posted in its correct order, but the original design was based around two opposing pages being visible to the reader at the same time.  Seeing only one page at any given moment makes it slightly difficult to follow the text accompanying the images, since it frequently refers to an image on the opposite page, making images first appear out of context, then explaining them when they’re no longer visible.  Most contemporary magazines are designed so that virtually every page is completely self-contained — all of the necessary context for the images appears on the same page.

This is a great example of how the very experience of reading has changed dramatically since internet-compatible publishing became the standard.

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Google Street View — Meme O’Clock

Wednesday, February 10th, 2010

Via Scott Simpson’s twit-feed (he’s also 1/3 of the folks behind You Look Nice Today):

Know a good divorce lawyer? My wife just told me she was at Target. But on Google Street View, her car is CLEARLY VISIBLE in our driveway.

He should have hired these guys to watch his driveway.

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Rosie Manson? Marilyn the Riveter? Barbarella’s mom?

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

Via i09, a WWII-era image of a model demonstrating a plastic safety bra/breastplate designed to protect the female torso in hazardous factory situations.  The vintage quality makes the image very compelling, somehow.

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It’s about time: Cursor kite

Sunday, January 17th, 2010

Via Cory at Keep St. Joe Weird, it’s the cursor kite!  Click the image to read more (not mention see a bigger version of the picture).

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